Chapter Text
*New Anonymous Chat with Gh0stboy93 and peachmochi*
Ghostboy93
ASL?
peachmochi
bold opener what is this, a time capsule from 2004
should i be bracing for a chain email telling me i’ll be cursed if i don’t forward it to 10 friends
Gh0stboy93
Depends, are you the type to post cryptic song lyrics when you’re mad at someone?
peachmochi
obviously how else am i supposed to process feelings
Gh0stboy93
Therapy.
peachmochi
expensive, vague-posting is free
Gh0stboy93
Fairs, I'm 26 / M / Daegu btw.
peachmochi
ew, daegu, I'm 24 / m / busan
Gh0stboy93
…did you just say “ew” to my entire city?
peachmochi
yeah someone has to keep you humble
Gh0stboy93
Bold for someone from Busan.
peachmochi
busan is elite we have beaches and better seafood
Gh0stboy93
Congrats on having water and fish I guess.
So what brings you to the land of strangers and unsolicited sexting?
peachmochi
boredom insomnia mild existential crisis you?
Gh0stboy93
Same minus the boredom and existential crisis, plus a neighbour who’s learning the recorder at midnight.
peachmochi
that’s a hate crime
Gh0stboy93
Agreed.
peachmochi
you should file a noise complaint
Gh0stboy93
I would but then I'd have to talk to people.
peachmochi
fair human interaction is overrated
Gh0stboy93
Says the guy talking to a stranger at 1:52am.
peachmochi
yeah but you’re different you’re… internet people
Gh0stboy93
That’s not a compliment.
peachmochi
it could be </3
Gh0stboy93
You mentioned a mild existential crisis?
peachmochi
oh yea, i forgot
do u ever think like… what if I’m fated to always be a background character in someone else’s story? n that nothing you do actually matters?
Gh0stboy93
Oh, wow, okay, you’re discovering the joy of Nihilism I see.
peachmochi
wtf does that mean
Gh0stboy93
It means you’re spiralling about existence for no reason.
peachmochi
excuse you, this is deep character development
let me romanticise my suffering in peace
Gh0stboy93
Fine.
So, should I ask your name, or is this one of those chats where we never speak again?
peachmochi
probably the second one
Gh0stboy93
Cool. Then I won’t bother.
peachmochi
bold of you to assume i was gonna give you my real one anyway lolll
Gh0stboy93
Oh, so you’re a fake‑name kind of person.
peachmochi
obviously, i’m not about to hand my government name to “gh0stboy93” at 2 a.m hfjdks
Gh0stboy93
Fair. I wouldn’t trust me either.
peachmochi
ooopp that was deep
Gh0stboy93
Not really. Just basic self‑awareness.
peachmochi
wow okay philosopher king
Gh0stboy93
Pretty low bar for royalty.
peachmochi
fine, court jester then
Gh0stboy93
I’ll take it. Less responsibility. More my style.
peachmochi
more opportunity for chaos too
Gh0stboy93
Exactly. Chaos is my forte.
peachmochi
…alright, demonstrate your chaos credentials
Gh0stboy93
How?
peachmochi
surprise me
Gh0stboy93
That’s vague and dangerous.
peachmochi
good, i like dangerous
Gh0stboy93
You say that now.
peachmochi
what, you gonna send me a cursed meme or something?
Gh0stboy93
That’s level one chaos.
peachmochi
oh there are levels??
Gh0stboy93
Obviously. You don’t start with the boss fight at 2 a.m.
peachmochi
fine, hit me with level one
Gh0stboy93
…drop me somewhere to send it that isn’t this chatroom.
peachmochi
bold of you to assume i’d give you that kind of access to me
Gh0stboy93
Relax, I’m not asking for your bank details… yet.
peachmochi
…
[drops number]
Gh0stboy92
Oh, you actually did it.
peachmochi
your move, court jester
Chapter 2: two
Chapter Text
010-5831-4409
Okay, I wasn’t expecting you to actually drop your number.
Now I feel like I need to send something meaningful.
Or at least mildly cursed.
010-2947-8612
do your worst i’m already texting a stranger at 2am how much worse can it get
010-5831-4409
Challenge accepted.
010-2947-8612:
oh my god this is so cursed i’m crying
ur dangerous
i’m saving you as “daegu menace” muahhaha
Daegu Menace
I’m honoured. What do I get for you? “peachmochi” feels like something I’d name a pet I trust too easily.
010-2947-8612
fair you can go with “prettiest boy in busan” if you’re feeling generous
or “daegu h8r” if you’re feeling petty
Daegu Menace
“Prettiest boy in Busan” is a bold claim from a stranger.
But I admire the branding.
010-2947-8612
gotta commit to the bit even if it’s delusional
Daegu Menace
Delusion is half the charm.
Alright, you’re now “Busan Delusion” in my phone.
Busan Delusion
i feel like i should be offended but honestly? i’m flattered
Daegu Menace
Good. That’s the exact emotional confusion i was going for.
Busan Delusion
mission accomplished, now every time you text me i’ll get a notification from “daegu menace” and feel like i’m being threatened by a gang member who has a collection of cursed memes
Daegu Menace
As intended, I’m here to mildly destabilise and occasionally entertain.
Busan Delusion
you’re succeeding, this was supposed to be cursed meme exchange now it’s… whatever this is
Daegu Menace
Dangerous territory. Next thing you know, we’re swapping playlists and trauma.
Busan Delusion
pls let me spiral in peace no playlists until level five chaos
Daegu Menace
Deal. But just so you know, I already have a folder titled “songs to send a stranger at 2am”
Busan Delusion
you’re terrifying
im intrigued
Daegu Menace
That’s the correct response; fear and curiosity. The foundation of all great late-night texting.
Busan Delusion
you forgot sleep deprivation and emotional instability
Daegu Menace
Those are implied. This is 2:43am lore after all.
Busan Delusion
true we’re basically writing our own mythos at this point
Daegu Menace
Chapter one: cursed memes, Chapter two: identity crisis, Chapter three: ???, Chapter four: marriage and kids.
Busan Delusion
pls skip chapter four i’m allergic to vulnerability
also im like the wrong gender for u
Daegu Menace
Bold of you to assume that I’m that straight.
Busan Delusion
bold of you to assume i’m not
spoiler: i’m bi so, chapter four’s still cursed but technically possible
Daegu Menace
Noted. Chapter four is now: cursed, queer, and wildly hypothetical ideas.
Busan Delusion
perfect just the way i like my emotional arcs
Daegu Menace
So what I'm hearing is that you’re open to fictional commitment but allergic to actual feelings.
Busan Delusion
exactly i thrive in the space between irony and sincerity
Daegu Menace
Dangerous. You want me to send you a playlist called “songs that sound like flirting but are actually emotional warfare”?
Busan Delusion
pls i already have one called “music to cry to while pretending i’m fine”
Daegu Menace
We’re either soulmates or a disaster waiting to happen.
Busan Delusion
y not both lol
Daegu Menace
Classic bisexual answer. Chaos and romance in equal measure.
Busan Delusion
we contain multitudes mostly bad decisions and niche playlists
Daegu Menace
And a fondness for cursed memes, don’t forget your roots.
Busan Delusion
never i’m emotionally unstable but brand-consistent
Daegu Menace
Honestly? That’s hot.
Busan Delusion
pls i’m trying to spiral in peace don’t flirt with me while i’m vulnerable
Daegu Menace
You dropped your number at 2am. You forfeited peace.
Busan Delusion
tragic guess i’ll just keep texting the ghost boy from daegu until one of us catches feelings or disappears mid-convo
Daegu Menace
bold of you to assume i haven’t already started
Busan Delusion
started what?
started what????
u not replying doesn’t help either side of this
ok goodnight ig
Chapter 3: three
Chapter Text
Daegu Menace
I thought you'd find this funny.
Busan Delusion
wtf is that
Daegu Menace
Thomas the Cursed Dog.
Busan Delusion
huh, don’t think ive seen that show dfghjjgf
also u never answered me last night
Daegu Menace
I was going to but then I closed my eyes for one second and it was 10am and I figured ghosting would be more on-brand for me than catching feelings.
Busan Delusion
rude i was spiralling and dramatic and you abandoned me mid-monologue
Daegu Menace
I assumed you’d keep texting yourself. You seemed committed.
Busan Delusion
i did, it was tragic i almost wrote a poem
Daegu Menace
Almost?
Busan Delusion
i got halfway through a metaphor about strangers and emotional abandonment then remembered i don’t know your name so i gave up
Daegu Menace
That’s fair. Would’ve been hard to rhyme with “Daegu Menace”.
Busan Delusion
i tried it got weird
Daegu Menace
I'm sure it did.
Busan Delusion
anyway what are you up to today besides emotionally destabilising strangers with cursed dog memes?
Daegu Menace
I’m currently horizontal and contemplating whether cereal counts as a meal.
Busan Delusion
it does if you eat it with existential dread
Daegu Menace
Then I'm thriving.
What are you up to today?
Busan Delusion
work, tragically. trying to act normal in front of coworkers while emotionally spiralling over a stranger named after a ghost
Daegu Menace
Sounds like a full-time job already.
Busan Delusion
it is but unfortunately capitalism insists i also answer emails and pretend i know what i’m doing
Daegu Menace
So you work in an office?
Busan Delusion
yeah, graphic design for a marketing team which means i spend half my day making things look pretty and the other half pretending i care about fonts and brand synergy
Daegu Menace
You’re professionally aesthetic and emotionally unstable. Dangerous combo there.
Busan Delusion
exactly i’m the guy who’ll spiral over a colour palette while crying to IU
Daegu Menace
I respect that. You’re basically the bisexual embodiment of Adobe Illustrator and emotional damage.
Busan Delusion
id be double bisexual then, omg
Daegu Menace
Double bisexual: Graphic Design Edition. Like a mood board with trust issues.
Busan Delusion
pls i’m trying to survive this meeting don’t make me laugh out loud in front of my boss
Daegu Menace
Tell them you’re experiencing a branding emergency. Your emotional colour palette is misaligned.
Busan Delusion
honestly? not wrong today’s vibe is “soft panic in muted tones”
Daegu Menace
Why panic?
Busan Delusion
deadline day :((( client wants “something fresh” but also “exactly like last year” and my laptop sounds like it’s auditioning for a plane engine
Daegu Menace
Ah, the creative trifecta: vague feedback, impossible timelines, and crippling dying tech.
Busan Delusion
yep, plus i’m running on one coffee, three hours of sleep, and the willpower of a damp paper towel
Daegu Menace
Peak condition to make business-altering decisions.
Busan Delusion
exactly which is why i’m texting a stranger named after a ghost instead of fixing the layout on this brochure
Daegu Menace
I'm honoured to be part of your professional downfall.
Busan Delusion
good at least one of us is benefitting from my slow descent into unemployment
Daegu Menace
Benefitting is a strong word. I’m just here with cereal watching you ignore your responsibilities in real time.
Busan Delusion
kinda implies you’re invested, dangerous territory for two people who don’t even know each other’s names
Daegu Menace
Names are overrated, mystery keeps the vibe alive.
Busan Delusion
mystery is cute until i have to explain to HR why “daegu menace” is taking up my working time
Daegu Menace
Tell them it’s a client. A very important, extremely cursed client who wants no graphic work done, just someone to look through their cursed meme collection.
Busan Delusion
chaotic but consistent, respect the commitment to the name
Daegu Menace
Good because you’re stuck with it and me. At least until you block me for productivity reasons.
Busan Delusion
tempting but then who would send me cursed dogs and unsolicited life commentary
Daegu Menace
Exactly. I’m basically a public service at this point.
Busan Delusion
fine you can stay but if i get fired i’m putting “daegu menace” as my emergency contact
Daegu Menace
Deal. I'll bring popcorn to the HR meeting.
Chapter 4: four
Notes:
Fixing images
Chapter Text
Busan Delusion
it’s 2:03am and i just redesigned the same layout six times and now i hate all fonts
Daegu Menace
Even Helvetica?
Busan Delusion
especially Helvetica. she betrayed me
Daegu Menace
Tragic. Betrayal by Sans-serif.
Busan Delusion
no but srsly, the client gave me another two days to finish this and its shit
Daegu Menace
Two days is just enough time to spiral harder and rename the file “final_final_v7_plsGod”.
Busan Delusion
already done. i’m emotionally attached to a layout i hate
Daegu Menace
…do you need a second set of eyes?
Busan Delusion
what ??
Daegu Menace
If you want. I can look at it. I can help you figure out what's wrong.
Busan Delusion
you’re offering actual help? like, real critique? not just a cursed meme ??
Daegu Menace
I’m not just memes and emotional sabotage. I have layers.
Busan Delusion
like a cursed onion
Daegu Menace
That makes no sense.
Busan Delusion
okay fine i'm desperate, i’m sending it. if you roast me i’m blocking you and blaming you for my unemployment
Daegu Menace
Fair. I’ll be gentle. Probably.
Busan Delusion
be nice
Daegu Menace
Okay. I looked at it.
Busan Delusion
and ??
Daegu Menace
It’s not bad. You’re just overthinking it.
Busan Delusion
rude but accurate
Daegu Menace
Left panel’s solid. The photos are strong, but the text needs breathing room. Add some text boxes or make the words bigger.
The cover works fine. The back is a bit plain, maybe add something to fill in the blue a bit more. Make the QR code bigger maybe?
Busan Delusion
i stared at that panel for an hour and couldn’t figure out why it felt empty
Daegu Menace
It just needs more to look at. What feedback did you get from the client?
Busan Delusion
i don’t know why this one’s hitting so hard. it’s just a info brochure ughfjdk
uhhh… the client said “make it feel welcoming but also professional. something fresh, but not too modern. keep the tradition visible, but don’t make it look old."
Daegu Menace
What does that even mean?
Busan Delusion
EXACTLY!!!!!
ITS SO VAGUE, I NEED STEP BY STEP BULLET POINTS ON WHAT I NEED TO CHANGE
that’s it I quit, imma start an only fans and sell my body
Daegu Menace
Alright, calm down. Deep breath. Let’s translate this shitty feedback into actual design moves. You want bullet points? I got you.
“Welcoming but professional” = warm colours, clean layout, soft fonts. Use spacing. Let it breathe. No visual panic.
“Fresh but not too modern” = no neon, no tech startup vibes. Add soft textures. Brush strokes, maybe some clouds. Keep it grounded.
“Tradition visible, not old” = no sepia, no ornate borders. Use clean imagery. Stylize it. Flat icons, line art.
You’re not failing. You’re just trying to do five moods at once. Pick one. Let the rest follow.
Busan Delusion
okay wait why is this actually helpful
why do i feel like you just translated my emotional breakdown into layout language
Daegu Menace
That’s literally what design is. Emotional breakdowns, but make it printable.
Busan Delusion
i feel attacked
but also seen
but also attacked
Daegu Menace
Good. That means I'm helping.
Busan Delusion
okokok i’m gonna try again
gonna soften the gradient space the text
maybe add clouds
maybe cry
Daegu Menace
Add the clouds. Cry later. You’ve got this.
Busan Delusion
hows this ???
sorry its been like 45 mins ive been locked the fuck in ghfdj
Daegu Menace
That’s actually a lot better.
Feels intentional now.
You gave it room to breathe.
Busan Delusion
i hate that you’re good at this
i was ready for chaos not clarity
Daegu Menace
Chaos is the first draft. Clarity’s what happens when you survive it.
Busan Delusion
ok i’m gonna tweak the spacing one last time then cry then send it to my boss
oh and
thank u, I was close to a mental fuckin breakdown
Daegu Menace
Don’t mention it.
Just being a friendly stranger with unsolicited design opinions.
Go and send it and get some sleep. I need to go.
My friend wants to go to a PC Bang tomorrow morning, and I can't keep my eyes open anymore.
Busan Delusion
okok. thank u again.
genuinely.
this was like… weirdly grounding
Daegu Menace
Glad it helped.
Busan Delusion
if the client says “make it pop” i’m throwing my laptop out the window and quitting
Daegu Menace
then i’ll haunt their inbox personally.
Busan Delusion
sleep well, ghost consultant
hope the PC Bang has good snacks
Daegu Menace
always. good luck with the send. you’ve got this.
Chapter 5: five
Chapter Text
Busan Delusion
OMGOMGOMG
GHOSTBOY
GHPSTBIY
Daegu Menace
You good?
Busan Delusion
THE CLIWNT SAID “BALANCED AND INVITING”
THEY SAID “SUBTLE BUT EFFECTIVE”
THEY SAID “THSNK YOU FOR YOIR HARD WORK” WITH A SMILEY FACE !!!
Daegu Menace
You got a smiley face?
That’s basically a standing ovation in client language.
Busan Delusion
I’m gonna cRYYYY
I was emotionally prepared for “can we try another direction”
Not this AAAAAA
i’m naming the file “final_final_v9_smiley_face_redemption”
i’m gonna print it and tape it to my forehead
Daegu Menace
Do it. Let it be your crown.
Busan Delusion
ok but
genuinely thank u
i was spiralling so hard last night
how was the pc café??
Daegu Menace
Still here. Still slightly caffeinated.
Playing LOL with my Dongsaeng.
He’s yelling at the screen like it betrayed him.
I’m just vibing.
Busan Delusion
omgomgomg you play League too??
ghostboy confirmed gamer??
Daegu Menace
Unfortunately, yes.
I design by moonlight and tilt in duo queue by daylight.
Busan Delusion
who do u main
pls don’t say Yasuo
i can’t emotionally handle it
Daegu Menace
Support main.
Mostly Rakan, sometimes Bard if I’m feeling angry. I like chaos.
Busan Delusion
i know u do
i main Soraka btw
Daegu Menace
Of course you do. That makes so much sense it’s almost unsettling.
Busan Delusion
i just want everyone to feel safe and slightly sparkly is that so wrong??
we should totally play together some time
Daegu Menace
I'm down.
Could be fun.
Busan Delusion
do u have discord??
Daegu Menace
Uh.
I do.
Busan Delusion
??
can I have ur username?
Daegu Menace
Uh.
I'd say yes but it has my real name in it.
Busan Delusion
oh.. right..
sorry no that’s ok, we can just use game chat if that’s easier for u
Daegu Menace .
..I mean it’s just a name, right?
It's not like you’re going to stalk me with it.
Right??
Busan Delusion
omg no
i literally am a graphic designer who lives off ramen and loves ateez too much
i’m not emotionally stable enough to stalk anyone i just want to vibe and win some matches
my discord aslo has my real name in it too if that makes u feel better
Daegu Menace
...Okay.
I'll think about it for now.
Busan Delusion
valid
u can stay mysterious for now
Daegu Menace
Thanks. Mystery is kind of my brand anyway.
Appearing in queues, fucking up strangers, then vanishing before the post-game chat loads.
Busan Delusion
honestly iconic
but if you ever feel like breaking character i’ll be here with healing, ramen, and a playlist titled “league but make it cunty”
Daegu Menace
...Tempting.
I’ll keep that in mind.
Chapter 6: six
Chapter Text
Daegu Menace
You back from work yet?
Busan Delusion
on the bus home now
theres a weird old man staring at me
Daegu Menace
Stare him out.
Assert dominance.
Busan Delusion
me?? dominant??
that’s funny
Daegu Menace
Soft dominance counts.
Like direct eye contact and a mocking laugh.
Busan Delusion
i gave him the eye contact
but my laugh came out like a polite cough
so now i think he thinks he won
ty for the great advice ghost </3
Daegu Menace
Any time Mochi.
Busan Delusion
im getting off in two stops
i need bubble tea and my bed
Daegu Menace
Bubble tea and bed sounds like a solid plan.
You’ve earned it with that cool ass leaflet.
Busan Delusion
**brochure
Daegu Menace
…
What's the fucking difference?
Busan Delusion
leaflet is what you hand out at train stations
brochure is what you cry over at 2am because the spacing feels emotionally off
Daegu Menace
Subjective.
What actually is the difference?
One sec… Googling.
Busan Delusion
ok i looked too apparently leaflets are single sheets
brochures have multiple panels
so basically:
leaflet = “here’s a thing, bye” brochure = “sit down, we need to talk about our brand values”
Daegu Menace
So yours was a brochure? I stand corrected.
Busan Delusion
yessirrr
Daegu Menace
Sir, huh?
Didn’t expect that, but I’ll take it.
You sure you want to hand that over so easily?
Busan Delusion
stfu, it’s a figure of speech :(((
Daegu Menace
Mm.
…right.
Busan Delusion
ur weird
i regret everything
im blocking u
Daegu Menace
Go ahead.
But you’ll still be thinking about me at 2 AM when you usually message me.
Busan Delusion
i messaged you two times
because i couldn’t sleep
and because i was spiralling over a folded piece of paper
don’t make it romantic
Daegu Menace
Two times is enough.
You gave me insomnia and an huge ego, what else am I supposed to do with that?
Busan Delusion
i was venting you were just…
available
don’t assign meaning to it
Daegu Menace
So I'm just someone you talk to because I'm available huh?
Busan Delusion
yes gfdsfds
you were online and mildly tolerable
don’t read into it
Daegu Menace
Wow.
Ok, I see how it is.
Busan Delusion
don’t do that
don’t type like you’re dramatically closing a door and walking into the rain
Daegu Menace
Nah, it’s fine.
I’ll just recalibrate my expectations.
Next time you spiral, I'll send you a stock image and a thumbs up emoji.
Busan Delusion
ur evil
i come to you in a moment of weakness and you threaten me with clip art
Daegu Menace
You said i was “mildly tolerable”.
This is me adjusting to the role.
Busan Delusion
i take it back
you’re wildly tolerable
dangerously tolerable
Daegu Menace
Too late.
I’ve already downloaded the stock image.
It’s a man in a suit pointing at a pie chart.
Very comforting.
Busan Delusion
i hate that i can see it
he’s smiling
like he knows my secrets
Daegu Menace
He does.
He’s the visual embodiment of “you good?”
And I'm sending him next time you text me past midnight.
Busan Delusion
ur cruel
Daegu Menace
You called me sir.
This is the natural consequence.
Busan Delusion
I’m blocking you but only spiritually so you can still reply, i just won’t acknowledge it
Daegu Menace
Perfect, I'll keep sending pie charts until you fold again…
Brochure pun intended.
Busan Delusion
i hate u sm
Chapter 7: seven
Chapter Text
Daegu Menace
So I've been thinking.
Busan Delusion
it’s 1:35am
don’t start acting reflective now
Daegu Menace
Shush.
So I've been thinking.
I think I’m willing to share my Discord.
Busan Delusion
you’re joking ??
is this a trap ????
Daegu Menace
No trap.
I just think I’m okay with you knowing my real name.
Are you okay with me knowing yours?
Busan Delusion
that’s so intimate
i thought we were just bullying each other over brochures
Daegu Menace
We were.
But now you’re in my late-night thoughts and I’m mildly invested.
Might as well escalate.
Busan Delusion
fine but if u think mine’s weird
you’re not allowed to make fun of it
Daegu Menace
I won’t.
But if it’s normal, I’m still reacting like it’s a reveal because now I get to say it casually in future texts and pretend we’re close.
Busan Delusion
it’s not weird it’s aggressively average
you’re gonna be disappointed
Daegu Menace
Send it.
I’ll act surprised anyway.
Might even type it with a dramatic pause, just to mess with you.
Busan Delusion
ok here it is
Jiminie94
Daegu Menace
Your name is Jiminie?
Busan Delusion
no
its Jimin
jiminie is my nickname
now send yours before i combust
Daegu Menace
Fine.
Yoongiverse88
Busan Delusion
omg ur name is verse???
Daegu Menace
No it’s Yoongi, dumbass.
The “verse” is for dramatic tension and emotional repression. Also music.
Keep up.
Busan Delusion
omg wait it’s weird we know each other’s names now
like we’ve crossed some invisible line
Daegu Menace
Correct, we’ve gone from brochure bullying to doxxing.
Next step is sending voice notes and sharing our passwords.
Busan Delusion
don’t threaten me with voice notes
i’ll combust in lowercase
Daegu Menace
Oh, you like voices, hm?
Suddenly “Jiminie94” sounds like someone who’d blush at a well-timed sigh.
Should I test that theory?
Busan Delusion
stop i’m already spiralling and now you’re adding audio intimacy
this is a hostile takeover
Daegu Menace
I mean, I’ve been told I have a nice voice.
Low, Comfortable. Dangerous.
The kind that makes people rethink their boundaries mid-conversation.
Busan Delusion
oh?
u should show me some time
Daegu Menace
That sounded like a request.
Busan Delusion
maybe it is
maybe i just want proof before i combust over a hypothetical
Daegu Menace
You want proof?
Busan Delusion
i want plausible deniability
so when i spiral later i can say “well he did warn me”
Daegu Menace
Perfect.
I’ll send a voice note that’s exactly 3 seconds long, just enough to ruin your night gently.
Busan Delusion
i don’t believe u
Daegu Menace
Bet.
[Sent a Voice Note]
Busan Delusion
fuck
now im horny
Daegu Menace
All I said was 'Goodnight Jimin'.
With a sigh.
And maybe a little intention
Busan Delusion
fuck why is your voice hot
i wasn’t prepared for this
Daegu Menace
I did warn you.
Busan Delusion
Stfu
you sound like you read bedtime stories and ruin lives
i’m crashing out rn
Daegu Menace
You’re ridiculous.
It’s literally just a voice.
Busan Delusion
yeah and now it lives in my head rent-free with MY NAME ATTACHED
Daegu Menace
Do you want me to say something else, or are you going to keep spiralling?
Busan Delusion
both
i want more
but also i need to sleep
or idfk jerk offhgfds
Daegu Menace
That escalated.
I respect the honesty.
Can you send me a voice note too? I'm curious as to what you sound like too.
Busan Delusion
absolutely not
i probs sound like a panicked anime side character rn after that
and i’m not risking it
Daegu Menace
Even better. I want the chaos.
Give me two seconds of breathing and one nervous swallow.
Busan Delusion
no bc what if i sound cringe
what if you hear it and immediately block me
Daegu Menace
I won’t.
I’ll just bully you gently and replay it a few hundred times.
Busan Delusion
you’re evil
i’m gonna rehearse in my voice notes app
Daegu Menace
Good.
I expect at least three drafts and one version where you accidentally say “wait no” halfway through.
Busan Delusion
u know me scarily well for a semi stranger
Daegu Menace
That’s because you spiral in a very specific font.
I've decoded your entire emotional keyboard layout.
Busan Delusion
ok rude
but also accurate
i do have a panic typing style
and you’ve weaponized it
fuck u
Daegu Menace
I’m just observant and slightly obsessed with your lowercase breakdowns.
Busan Delusion
stop i’m already rehearsing fake casual greetings
like “hey lol”
and they all sound like
i’m being held hostage
Daegu Menace
Perfect. I want the version where you try to sound chill and immediately choke on your own name.
Busan Delusion
OKOK ILL SEND IT
DON’T BLOCK ME PLZ
[Sent a Voice Note]
Daegu Menace
oh fuck
Busan Delusion
…
im not blocked!!!
did I do good??
u forgot ur formal uppercase letters
Daegu Menace
You said “Goodnight Yoongi” like you were trying to ruin me…
I’m genuinely flustered and pretending I'm not.
Busan Delusion
ok but like was it cringe or hot
i need a full review before i spiral again
Daegu Menace
Hot.
Busan Delusion
wow u sent that in about 0.1 seconds
hehehehe
did i break u like u broke me?? :D
Daegu Menace
I'm already broken, you just stepped on my remains.
Busan Delusion
poetic
as much as im loving this shameless flirting
i have 2 work early tomorrow
:(((
Daegu Menace
Work? It's Saturday tomorrow?
Busan Delusion
i have 2 jobs, graphics mon to fri and i work part time at a café on the weekend mornings
Daegu Menace
So you literally don’t get a day off?
Busan Delusion
bahahahah no
im broke
i need money
so I work
Daegu Menace
You’ve never told me that before.
Busan Delusion
yeah well
it never came up
and uve never told me what u do either
so i guess we’re even
Daegu Menace
True.
Well, I work in music.
Freelance stuff, mostly editing, mixing, voice direction.
Sometimes vocals too.
Busan Delusion
wait you sing??
Daegu Menace
Rap.
Busan Delusion
oh fuck me that’s hot
Daegu Menace
I just casually drop a career reveal and now you’re spiralling.
Busan Delusion
i am spiralling
you rap??
and you sent me a voice note like it was nothing??
this is emotional warfare
this is illegal
Daegu Menace
I didn’t lie, I just didn’t mention that the voice note came with a fancy ass studio mic and soundproof walls.
Busan Delusion
HELLO???
U HAVE A STUDIO R U LIKE RICH N FAMOUS???
do people know you?? like… know know??
Daegu Menace
Define “know know”.
Like… do strangers recognise my voice before my face?
Yes.
Do I have a Wikipedia page I didn’t write?
Also yes.
Busan Delusion
i need to lie down.
you’re out here casually being famous while i’m sending breathy voice notes from my ikea duvet
Daegu Menace
Your Ikea duvet voice note made me hard.
Don’t downplay it.
Busan Delusion
YOONGI
Daegu Menace
:)
Chapter 8: eight
Chapter Text
Busan Delusion
gmmm, okk im at work rn
and its dead bc its like 7:30
so i have questions
Daegu Menace
Sorry, just saw this like two hours too late.
Good morning Jimin.
Go ahead, what do you want to know?
Busan Delusion
HIII 30 MINS LATE
sorryim on my break now I have like 20 mins
and i have questions
about your job
not your voice this time
Mostly
Daegu Menace
I’m bracing myself.
Hit me.
Busan Delusion
if u insist
Daegu Menace
Jimin.
Busan Delusion
sorryyyy
Daegu Menace
Questions, ask.
Busan Delusion
OKOK
right q1 is
what kind of music do you work on?
like genre-wise
Daegu Menace
Depends on the project. Mostly hip-hop, alt R&B, some experimental stuff.
I’ve done sound design for short films too.
For my personal music, I usually stick to R&B and Hard Rap.
Busan Delusion
ok wait
you’re a versatile king
we love to see it
ok uhhhh
second question: do you work solo or with a team?
Daegu Menace
Solo mostly, but I collab with producers and vocalists when needed sometimes.
I ghost-mix for artists who don’t want people to know they didn’t do it themselves.
I also produce for artists and sell my songs.
Busan Delusion
woahhhh
ok last question before i go back to steaming milk and pretending i’m not spiralling again
do you have music out??
like… can i listen to it?? spotify? youtube?
Daegu Menace
Yes, I do have music out.
But if i tell you my stage name, you’ll see my face like… in an actual MV.
And I'm not sure I'm ready for that yet.
Busan Delusion
HELLO???
you’re telling me i flirted with a voice note and it turns out the voice has a face reveal with professional lighting and choreography???
Daegu Menace
Not choreography.
I’m not an idol, but yeah there’s some videos but they're very… me.
I don’t know if you’ll still talk to me after you see them.
Busan Delusion
ok but like i could just google “famous rappers named yoongi in daegu” and see what pops up
so unless you’re secretly not famous…
this mystery has a time limit
Daegu Menace
You could and you’d probably find it in 0.3 seconds.
But I was kinda hoping you’d let me pretend to be anonymous a little longer.
Just a voice in your phone, not a face in your search history.
Busan Delusion
you’re dramatic
you literally said “i have a wikipedia page” and “i have music videos” in the same minute
you are the lore
Daegu Menace
I know, but my voice is easier than my face… I don’t know…
I don’t think I'm exactly photogenic.
And i guess I'm worried you’ll see it and not want to talk to me anymore.
Busan Delusion
i literally got hard at your voice last night
you think a professionally lit face is gonna scare me off??
you could look like a cryptid and i’d still be here asking about for help w my graphic designs
u r u, i don’t care what u look like
plus if u have fans, people must think ur hot
Daegu Menace
You say that now but once you see the MV, it’s real.
No more mystery.
Just me, in HD, trying not to blink weirdly and not look awkward while lip-syncing.
Busan Delusion
i’m literally begging you to drop the link
i want to spiral accurately
not based on vague incorrect insecurities
Daegu Menace
Fine.
But not while you’re at work.
I refuse to be the reason you burn someone’s oat milk while whispering “oh my god oh my god” in the café.
Busan Delusion
OKOK I GTG SOON
but later u owe me a video or a link
Daegu Menace
Later
When I'm mildly drunk and more confident.
I'm going out for drinks with some producer friends.
Busan Delusion
ok but if you get tipsy and send me a link with zero context just know i will watch it immediately
and i will send a voice note that’s 90% breathy moaning and one whispered “you’re stupidly hot”
Daegu Menace
Or worse, you’ll say nothing because I blink weird and you’ll decide I’m not worth spiralling over anymore.
Busan Delusion
yoongi.
you think a little lip-syncing and awkward blinking is gonna scare me off??
please i’ve seen worse in my own tiktok drafts
and ill say again
ur 3 second voice note made me fucking hard as shit
Daegu Menace
You’re dangerous.
And I like it.
Busan Delusion
ghfjdkshfjdk
Okokokok im calming down
drink responsibly and then emotionally devastate me with your MV
i’ll be waiting with headphones and my dick
Daegu Menace
Ok if I send it later, you have to send me a video of you too.
That’s my deal.
A face for a face.
Busan Delusion
ok deal
if i send you a video it’s probably gonna be me in bed
dark lighting
hoodie half-on
hair a mess
trying not to look like i’m thinking about your voice while i say hi
Daegu Menace
That sounds illegal.
But if you’re going to send me a video, make it count.
No filters. No pretending.
I want the version of you that ruins me quietly.
The one that stares into the camera like you know exactly what you did to me last night.
Busan Delusion
yes and ur gonna spiral and then you’re gonna send me your MV and we’ll both pretend we’re fine
EZ
Daegu Menace
You say EZ like I’m not already spiralling from the mental image.
Bed lighting.
Hoodie slipping off your shoulder.
Hair messy like you just rolled over and whispered my name into your pillow.
If you send that, I’m done for.
And yeah, I’ll send the MV.
But when I do, I want your full reaction.
No breathy voice notes. I want a video.
I want to see what I do to you.
Busan Delusion
ok they’re calling me back but later
you better be brave and drunk enough to send your video
deal’s a deal, menace.
Chapter 9: nine
Chapter Text
Busan Delusion
im home
its late sorry I stayed at work longer than I expected then went to see my eomma for dinner
are u out w ur friends?
Daegu Menace
Ye I'm still out, leaving at like 11 I think.
Busan Delusion
can I keep u company while ur out or do u wanna be social?
im boredddd
Daegu Menace
You can keep me company.
I’m already half ignoring the convo here, just nodding and sipping like I’m present.
Talk to me.
Distract me.
Busan Delusion
hmmmm
ok how?
Daegu Menace
You have a brain.
… you do have a brain don’t you?
Busan Delusion
stfu or ill google u rn
Daegu Menace
fuck ok no
Don’t google me
I’m tipsy and vulnerable and the idea of you seeing my stage photos right now makes me want to crawl under the table just
Stay here talk to me like I'm not a name
Please
Busan Delusion
calm ur tits I wont don’t panic
i wanna send ua video of me reacting to ur mv
or even better a video call :DDDD
also I may or may not be drinking too…
got called off work tomorrow bc the cafe needs electrical work done
soooo lets goooo saturday night drinking wooooo
Daegu Menace
I have a feelinf tonight is gonna be a big night.
Busan Delusion
text me when u get home, ill bwaiting, i wanna watch rupauls drag race w a bottle of wine2 catch up w u
Daegu Menace
I will
Have fun
Busan Delusion
stay safe
Daegu Menace
I'm home
Busan Delusion
hiiii home im jiminie
Daegu Menace
This is bad I laughed out loud at that
I think I drank too muhc
Busan Delusion
u can never drink too much
u just like make ur self throw up n keep going
Daegu Menace
You say that like it’s casual “just throw up and keep going” like it’s normal
it’s not
Busan Delusion
im too drunk to argue about my bad habits
u owe me a music video and a face!!!
Daegu Menace
You’re drunk and demanding and somehow still charming
I owe you a music video, a face, and probably a wellness check
We're saving that throwing up comment for when we are both sobr,
Busan Delusion
shushhhhh semd ne a link
now!!!!!
Daegu Menace
Before I do.
Can you promse something ?
Busan Delusion
depends what it is
if it’s “don’t spiral” then no
if it’s “don’t roast your eyeliner in the MV” then also no
anythingelse goes
Daegu Menace
Nooooo
I mean
Can youjust promise
You wont stop talking to me when you see it
Youre like the only perosn I like talking to and I
Don’t want to lose what we have
Busan Delusion
oh my god you’re so dramatic when you’re drunk it’s actually unfair
i’m not gonna stop talking to you even if the MV is cursed and your eyeliner looks like it was applied during an earthquake
you’re stuck with me
so send the link
or im googling
Daegu Menace
fuck
Okay
Busan Delusion
oh my fucking god
you’re Agust D
holy fucking
shit
yoongi
WAIT I SAID ID FILM MY REACTION
OR WAIT
DO U WANNA VIDEO CALL???
Daegu Menace
Do you not believe me or smth??
Busan Delusion
no no I do
i just
i really wanna see u rn
and actually talj to u while I watch the videoand
akso I cant type ppropely anymore
im on bottle 2 now
Daegu Menace
i believe you believe me
i kinda want to aswellso if you’re serious
Lemme fix my hair rq and put a shirt on
Busan Delusion
u could like#
leave the shirt if u wanna
no pressure ^.^
Daegu Menace
Stfu
I'll be five mins
Busan Delusion
if u look too hot I might cry btw
wine makes me emosh
Daegu Menace
[Started a Video Call]
Chapter 10: 10
Chapter Text
[Connecting…]
The video call starts with a stutter.
Jimin’s screen freezes mid-gasp, mouth open, eyes wide, wine glass halfway to his lips. Yoongi’s side is no better: pixelated, lighting that makes him look like he’s broadcasting from a haunted basement, and a lag that turns his “hello?” into a slow-motion horror echo.
Jimin blinks rapidly when the screen unfreezes. “Oh my god, oh my fucking god. You weren't bull shitting. You’re you. You’re Agust D. I’m talking to Agust D. I need to sit down.”
A deep chuckle from Yoongi's side could be heard before a low voice comes down the line, "You are sitting down. I think. You're frozen right now."
Jimin lets out a strangled laugh, half embarrassment, half disbelief. “Okay, true, but emotionally I just fell through the floor.”
Yoongi’s camera catches up just in time to show him blinking hard, like he’s trying to reset his entire existence. He stares at Jimin for a beat too long, his flushed cheeks, his pink hair, his lips.
Then, with a voice that’s low, rough, and way too honest for the moment, he says, “Holy shit Jimin… you’re hot as fuck.”
Jimin short-circuits. His wine glass wobbles dangerously in his hand, and his mouth opens like he’s about to say something clever, but nothing comes out. Just a breathy, stunned laugh.
“You can’t say that… like that.” he finally manages, voice cracking, cheeks flushed.
Yoongi’s camera lags again, freezing him mid-smirk. When it catches up, he’s rubbing the back of his neck, clearly flustered. “You’re drunk,” he says, voice soft and slightly delayed. “And you’re kinda making me nervous.”
"Hey! You're also drunk. This was a terrible idea on both our parts," Jimin giggled before taking a sip from his wine glass.
Yoongi exhales, the sound crackling through the lag like static. He shifts, t-shirt slipping slightly as he squints at the screen. “Okay,” he says, voice low and hesitant, “so… video?”
Jimin blinks. “Like, you mean watching the video? Or me filming my reaction? Or wait… do you mean that other video I said I'd send?” He’s spiralling, already flustered, already flushed.
Yoongi shakes his head, the motion slightly delayed, like his pixels are catching up to his nerves. “No, I mean the music video, dumbass.” he says, voice low and a little too deep.
Jimin nods too fast, nearly knocking his wine glass again. “Right, right- sorry. Yes. Haegeum, right?” His voice pitches up at the end, like he’s trying to sound casual and failing spectacularly.
Yoongi nods, one hand drifting behind his neck as he leans back against the beige panelled wall, his black tour tee that clings just enough to make him look unfairly good in low lighting. His hair falls slightly over his eyes, and for a second, he looks less like a global artist and more like someone you’d catch stretching between takes; quiet, flushed, and way too real.
Jimin’s curled up on the bed, pink hair messy against the pillow, one hand tucked under his cheek like he’s halfway to sleep. The black shirt clings just enough to make him look unfairly soft, silver hoop catching the light every time he shifts.
“You’re staring,” he mumbles, voice low and lazy.
"I know."
Jimin’s cheeks flush deeper, the pink in his hair suddenly competing with the pink in his skin. He shifts slightly, fingers curling tighter under his cheek, eyes darting away from the screen like it might bite.
“Okay,” he says, voice cracking just a little, “gonna press play now. No more staring. No more compliments. I’m fragile and wine-soft and you’re dangerous.”
Yoongi doesn’t answer right away. He just watches, lips parted like he might say something, but doesn’t. The silence stretches, warm and glitchy, until Jimin’s fingers finally tap the screen.
The screen flickers.
Jimin gasps.
Then immediately slaps a hand over his mouth like he’s betrayed himself. His eyes are wide, already glassy, and he’s staring at the screen like it just personally attacked him.
“Holy shit,” he breathes, voice barely above a whisper. “You’re so hot. Like unfairly hot. Like ‘I need to lie down but I’m already lying down’ hot.”
Yoongi groans, t-shirt slipping further. “You said no compliments.”
“I meant from you,” Jimin says, flustered. “I didn’t say I couldn’t spiral.”
Jimin’s reaction is instant and visceral.
The first fight scene hits. Jimin sits up, pillow forgotten. “You just slammed a guy into a wall and didn’t even blink,” he says, voice cracking. “That was so fucking hot. Oh my fucking god.”
Yoongi shifts, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s choreography.”
“No,” Jimin says, eyes wide. “It’s sexy as fuck."
Jimin keeps watching, but it’s not really watching anymore; it’s surviving.
His mouth is slightly open, breath shallow, eyes darting across the screen like he’s trying to absorb every frame before it destroys him. “You’re walking through that alley like you own the city,” he mutters. “Like you just committed a felony and made it cunty.”
Yoongi doesn’t say a word. He’s leaned back now, one hand resting over his mouth; not hiding, just watching. Dominant. Still. His eyes are soft, but focused entirely on Jimin, like he’s studying the spiral in real time.
Jimin catches the look and nearly combusts. “Don’t look at me like that,” he says, voice cracking. “You’re already murdering me with the video, you don’t get to murder me live.”
"Why not? You're cute."
"YOONGI"
A low chuckle could be heard before a sigh, "Alright, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Keep watching."
Jimin groans, dragging both hands down his face like he’s trying to physically hold himself together. “I can’t. I actually can’t. You’re too hot. I’m malfunctioning.”
Yoongi doesn’t respond; he just keeps watching, hand still over his mouth, eyes soft but unreadable. The kind of look that says I see you spiralling, and I’m not going to stop you.
Yoongi’s thumb shifts slightly against his lip, and Jimin flails. “Stop doing that. Stop sitting there like you’re not the reason I’m about to scream into a pillow.”
“You’re already screaming,” Yoongi says, voice low and amused.
“I’m barely holding it together,” Jimin replies, pink hair flopping into his eyes as he curls tighter into the blanket.
Yoongi chuckles again, hoodie slipping further off his shoulder. “You’re chaotic.”
“I’m having a sexuality crisis,” Jimin mutters, watching the final chorus hit with Yoongi’s voice layered over distorted strings.
"You're literally Bi?"
"Yeah, but now I think I'm gay as fuck for you."
Yoongi’s hand drops from his mouth, slow and deliberate, like he’s finally decided to stop pretending he’s unaffected. His smirk is lazy, but his eyes are warm… too warm. “You’re ridiculous,” he says, voice low and fond.
Jimin doesn’t answer. He’s still staring at the screen, where the video is finishing its final frame. The last shot lingers; Yoongi in that suit, eyes sharp, jaw set.
Jimin’s lips part, but no sound comes out. He’s frozen. Pink hair tousled, blanket half-pulled around him like a shield, eyes locked on the black screen before he taps on Yoongi's face in the corner to go back to the video call.
Jimin blinks once. Twice. Then slowly turns his head toward the video call, like he’s afraid Yoongi might still be watching him unravel.
He is.
Jimin opens his mouth again. Still nothing.
Yoongi tilts his head, voice low. “You good?”
Jimin finally speaks, and it’s barely a whisper. “I think I forgot how to breathe.”
Yoongi smiles, slow and dangerous. “That’s not ideal.”
Jimin groans, dragging the blanket over his face. “I’m gonna need a week. And a therapist. And maybe a cold shower.”
Yoongi leans back again, hand resting over his mouth once more, dominant, still, unreadable. “Or you could just replay it.”
Jimin peeks out from under the blanket. “You really want me to spiral more, don't you? You enjoy this.”
“I like watching you spiral,” Yoongi says, nodding, his voice soft.
“You’re going to absolutely fucking ruin me.”
Chapter 11: 11
Chapter Text
Busan Delusion
my head hurts
my heart hurts
my wine tolerance was a lie
Daegu Menace
You just woke up? It's 11 AM.
That's kinda late for you.
Busan Delusion
yeah well
im hung the fuck over
and still sorta spiralling over u so
Daegu Menace
You’re still spiralling?
It’s been twelve hours.
Busan Delusion
you caused it
you sat there last night with your hand over your mouth like
a sexy judge and watched me combust
and now im hungover
and emotionally conflicted
and still gay as fuck for you
so
Daegu Menace
You’re blaming me for being hot and mysterious while you just exist looking like that?
That’s not fair.
Busan Delusion
u literally leaned back with your shirt half off and watched me go insane like it was a sport
you knew what you were doing
you liked it
Daegu Menace
I did like it.
You were flushed and dramatic and kept whispering “holy fuck” every time I did anything.
I felt powerful.
Busan Delusion
don’t let it get to ur head
ill get used to ur face eventually
…
maybe
Daegu Menace
Will a cursed meme help the hangover?
Busan Delusion
defo
send it my way
Daegu Menace
u last night
Busan Delusion
STOP why is this so accurate
i was Po with a crisis
i was Laa-Laa with a spiral
i was Dipsy with a bottle and a breakdown
Daegu Menace
Whose missing? Aren't there four Teletubbies?
Busan Delusion
TINKY WINKY!!!
that’s u
Daegu Menace
Tinky Winky??
How am I Tinky Winky?
Busan Delusion
idk u just r
it just makes sense
im renaming u to tinky winky in my phone
Tinky Winky
Please no.
Busan Delusion
too late
its cannon now
do u have a red handbag?
Tinky Winky
Do I look like I own a red handbag?
Busan Delusion
idk u might
Tinky Winky
I don't.
Busan Delusion
ok but spiritually? emotionally? u do
u sat there last night like u were holding invisible emotional baggage in a designer clutch
judging me
ruining my life softly
it was very red handbag coded
Tinky Winky
You’re projecting.
I think you're more like Tinky Winky than I am.
I should rename you to The Real Tinky Winky.
Busan Delusion
NO PLZZZ
anything but
Tinky Winky
Anything?
Busan Delusion
WAIT-
Tinky Winky
Okay then.
I’m officially renaming you to Hot Pinky Pie.
It’s giving glitter. It’s giving meltdown.
It’s giving “I cried and flirted at the same time.”
Hot Pinky Pie
WAIT NO
…
actually that fucks
so u think im hot? ^.^
Tinky Winky
Didn’t I make that clear last night?
You were chaos.
You were hot chaos.
I like chaos.
Hot Pinky Pie
i know
ok but now i’m hungover and horizontal again
and i need a plan
what are you doing today besides making me spontaneously combust??
Tinky Winky
Currently: lying in bed with one sock on and a headache.
Next: coffee, maybe toast.
Later: Studio with my friend to work on a new track.
Hot Pinky Pie
is ur friend hot too?
Tinky Winky
He’s objectively hot, yeah.
You'd probably of know him tbh.
Hot Pinky Pie
o really??
who is it?
Tinky Winky
I'll send you a selfie later with him if you like?
Hot Pinky Pie
ok but if u send me a selfie and ur both hot i will spiral again
just a warning
no pressure
Tinky Winky
Go drink some water and eat something.
Hot Pinky Pie
ok wow not u dodging that
and parenting me at the same time
Tinky Winky
Jimin.
Hot Pinky Pie
im getting up im getting up
calm down grandpa
Tinky Winky
Good.
Go eat something that isn’t just banana milk and bread.
This isn’t a KBS drama.
You need actual nutrients.
Hot Pinky Pie
sozz I went out
I got a smoothie from the café down the street
u happy?
Tinky Winky
Yes.
What flavour?
Hot Pinky Pie
idfk
I think like berries n bananas n shit
it was called 핑크요정 (Pink Fairy)
thought it was quite fitting
Tinky Winky
That’s p accurate.
Hot Pinky Pie
did u eat ur toast n coffee yet?
Tinky Winky
Ye
No toast, but I got a coffee on my way to the studio.
Hot Pinky Pie
fuck
ur so hot even when ur hung over
jesus take the wheel
Chapter 12: 12
Chapter Text
Tinky Winky
I promised you a selfie.
Hot Pinky Pie
oh
my
god
u werent kidding
he is hot
u r hot
also who is he
for a friend
…
Tinky Winky
For a friend huh?
Also his name is Namjoon.
But you might know him more by RM.
Hot Pinky Pie
…..
i need a minute
or five
bear with
Tinky Winky
Bearing with.
Hot Pinky Pie
ok
right
ok
im calm
Tinky Winky
Are you?
Hot Pinky Pie
NO LIKE FUCK AM I CALM
MY BEST FRIEND LOVES RM
LIKE
HE HAS A SHRINE FOR HIM IN HIS ROOM
Tinky Winky
A shrine??
Like candles and photo cards and philosophical quotes taped to the wall??
That’s not a crush, that’s a religion
Hot Pinky Pie
it’s a full altar there’s a framed pic from his UN speech
every single album
every version
and a sticky note that just says “he’s the reason i live”
Tinky Winky
Ok, that's kinda cute.
Where's my shrine huh?
Hot Pinky Pie
you want a shrine??
because i can
i’ve got glitter, printer access, and time
cant afford those expensive ass albums though
u get lomo cards
take it or leave it
Tinky Winky
Lomo cards??
That’s budget devotion.
That’s “I love you but I also have rent” energy.
I accept.
Hot Pinky Pie
working on it
it takes 3-5 business days
im in high demand u know
ok but real question now
how’s the track going?
Tinky Winky
It’s cooking.
Namjoon laid down a verse that made the sound engineer pause and say “yo…” like he’d just seen the face of God in waveform.
We’re building something textured.
Moody, layered, a little dangerous.
Hot Pinky Pie
like the kind of track that makes you cry in the car but still feel cool doing it
are we talking synths? strings? existential dread?
Tinky Winky
All of the above.
Namjoon said he wanted the bridge to feel like “regret but also clarity” and then stared at the ceiling like he was summoning Plato.
I just nodded and added a minor seventh chord.
Hot Pinky Pie
i wanna hear ittttt
Tinky Winky
No can do.
Confidential.
Hot Pinky Pie
UGGGHHHH
Tinky Winky
Deal with it.
Go listen to my last album idk.
Hot Pinky Pie
i did
but naaahhh taetae is gonna freak if he finds out about any of this
he seriously loves RM
Tinky Winky
If?
You haven't told your best friend you're talking to me?
Hot Pinky Pie
no
i mean
i really fuckin want to but
idk it seems wrong
Tinky Winky
Wrong how?
Hot Pinky Pie
u deserve privacy
and im the only one who can give u attention
and if I tell him
he wont shut up about it
so yeah ur just for me atm
:)))
Tinky Winky
...ok wait that was kinda hot. Possessive even.
Hot Pinky Pie
it was wasn’t it?
Tinky Winky
Can I ask you a question?
Hot Pinky Pie
go 4 it
Tinky Winky
Are you single?
Hot Pinky Pie
uhhh yes
technically
Tinky Winky
Technically?
What does that mean?
Hot Pinky Pie
technically single but I see people sometimes
just one-night things
so yeah single
but kinda messy
Tinky Winky
Messy how?
Hot Pinky Pie
like i don’t do feelings
don’t do follow-ups
maybe see the same person a few times but like
nothing emotional
i don’t do that shit
Tinky Winky
Huh.
I get it. I'm in the same situation, I guess.
No feelings involved, you don’t get hurt.
Hot Pinky Pie
hiiii im jimin
im fucked up
nice to meet you
Tinky Winky
Yoongi, likewise.
I've gtg. Needed for a take now.
I'll message you later.
Hot Pinky Pie
have fun!
say hi to Namjoon from me
wait no don't, this is a secret friendship
Tinky Winky
Sorry its late, I just got back.
Hot Pinky Pie
its cool
ive been with taetae
Tinky Winky
Oh? The one obsessed with Joon?
Hot Pinky Pie
yeeeee
hes still here
we're watching kpop demon hunters and doing facemasks
Tinky Winky
Proof or it didn’t happen.
Hot Pinky Pie
tae took four selfies so u can have four
Tinky Winky
Oh, he's hot too.
Your hair looks more red?
Hot Pinky Pie
TOO??
oh shit yeah i forget you think im hot
and yeee tae dyed it for me
I got bored of pink
well it still looks kinda pink but
Tinky Winky
Sleepover?
Hot Pinky Pie
nahhh ive got work tomorrow
monday ewwww
taes also gotta work at the daycare tomoz so
hes leaving soon
he keeps asking me who im messaging
Tinky Winky
What did you say?
Hot Pinky Pie
Tinky Winky
Tinky Winky
Of course you did.
Chapter 13: 13
Chapter Text
Hot Pinky Pie
gmmmm i had coffee and now im vibrating
work is dead today
i have a meeting at 11 so im gonna procrastinate for two hours
Tinky Winky
Morning.
I'm tired today. I also have meetings.
Send coffee please :(
Hot Pinky Pie
sending psychic espresso and a playlist called “monday is a scam”
Tinky Winky
Received.
I’ve got three back-to-back meetings and a half-finished song that sounds like a cat threw up on it.
These lyrics are going to be the death of me I swear.
Hot Pinky Pie
do you need help with the lyrics
because i’m caffeinated, emotionally unstable, and full of metaphors
Tinky Winky
Tempting offer.
What’s your rate for poetic chaos and minor heartbreak?
Hot Pinky Pie
a voice note from u
and a selfie
take it or leave it my dude
Tinky Winky
That’s steep.
But fair.
Gimme a sec.
Hot Pinky Pie
*gives a sec*
Tinky Winky
Stfu.
Hot Pinky Pie
holy
shit
look at u
YOONGI MARRY ME
Tinky Winky
No.
No.
How do you know about that?
What
Hot Pinky Pie
:)
Tinky Winky
You’ve been googling me, haven't you?
Hot Pinky Pie
maybe
Tinky Winky
Unbelievable.
What else did you find?
My blood type? My high school yearbook photo?
Hot Pinky Pie
don’t tempt me
ive got time until my meeting
ill do it
Tinky Winky
God help me. I’m out here fighting with lyrics, and you’re plotting a full‑scale investigation.
Stay away from my yearbook photos, at least.
Hot Pinky Pie
no promises if i find them, i’m printing them on lomo cards budget devotion, remember?
i still owe u a shrine
also u still owe me a voice note or no lyric help
Tinky Winky
Demanding.
But fine.
[Sent a Voice Note]
Hot Pinky Pie
OH MY GOD
you did NOT just send me that that’s like
illegal levels of intimacy
do you understand what your morning voice does to people??
also fuck u too
Tinky Winky
Sure, when and where?
Hot Pinky Pie
shut
the
fuck
up
too early for sex jokes
Tinky Winky
Is it?
Hot Pinky Pie
YES. it is.
it’s 9:30am, i’m in fluorescent office lighting, and you’re out here trying to derail my entire workday with your
stupid deep voice and innuendo
Tinky Winky
Oops?
Hot Pinky Pie
OOPS?
Tinky Winky
You owe me lyric help, if I remember right.
Hot Pinky Pie
oh shit yeah
ok
send me what u have so far and ill have a look
Tinky Winky
Don’t laugh it's really shit.
My ***(My ***)
Please save me, please save me
My ***(My ***)
Please let me out, please let me out
My ***(My ***)
My ***(My ***)
Save me from here, hurry and get me out of here, yeah, yeah
Hot Pinky Pie
not shit but
whats the *** 4?
Tinky Winky
Can't think of a title, or what to put there, it just isn't flowing the way I want it to.
Hot Pinky Pie
ok but like… what’s the song about?
Tinky Winky
It's quite personal actually.
About trying to erase memories I don’t want to remember.
Hot Pinky Pie
ok so it’s about erasing memories like
the ones that stick even when you don’t want them to
the *** has to be the thing that holds those memories
Tinky Winky
Exactly.
It’s not just about forgetting.
It’s about the part of me that won’t let go.
Hot Pinky Pie
so not something generic like “heart” or “mind”
too vague n soft
you want something raw
Tinky Winky
Yeah. Something that makes it clear this isn’t just poetry, it’s biology.
The body betraying you by keeping what you’d rather lose.
Hot Pinky Pie
ok wait
hold on
doesn’t the brain have that little part
that like stores fear n bad memories
fuck what is it called
Tinky Winky
I have no idea let me google.
Amygdala?
Hot Pinky Pie
YES
THATS IT
Tinky Winky
Wait
Jimin
You might be onto something.
Fuck
hold on I've got to record this brb.
Hot Pinky Pie
LMAO NOT YOU RUNNING OFF MID‑CONVO
like “brb gotta trauma‑dump into a mic”
Tinky Winky
You joke, but I literally just sprinted mid‑text to go record in the booth.
It works
Like
Really fucking works.
Hot Pinky Pie
STOPPPP
you mean to tell me my half‑assed brain spiral just gave you a whole song??
Tinky Winky
No you don’t understand.
I literally almost dropped the track count for the album because I couldn't finish this fucking song.
Hot Pinky Pie
ALBUM?????
Tinky Winky
Oh no.
I've said too much.
Hot Pinky Pie
NO NO NO BACK UP
you can’t just casually drop the word album like that and then slam the secrecy door shut
that’s emotional exploitation
Tinky Winky
You weren’t supposed to know.
I slipped.
You can't tell anyone, it's really hush hush.
Hot Pinky Pie
who tf would i tell
like do u think i have a secret press conference scheduled at 3pm??
“breaking news: AGUST D accidentally leaks his own album in my dms”
be fr
ive had ur number for weeks now
i have no intention of spilling ur dirty secrets
Tinky Winky
…
You make a compelling case.
Still, you’re reckless enough that I half‑believe you would hold a press conference just for the tea.
Hot Pinky Pie
pls if i was gonna leak anything i would have by now
i could always leak ur sexy voice notes instead
Tinky Winky
That’s worse.
At least an album leak has context.
A voice note leak would just be… indecent.
Hot Pinky Pie
oh so you admit it was indecent???
good to know i’m not hallucinating the intimacy levels here
Tinky Winky
You are utterly ridiculous, Jimin.
Hot Pinky Pie
i know ;))
Chapter 14: 14
Chapter Text
Hot Pinky Pie
that’s it
ive had enough
im quitting my job and moving to Jeju to become a byeonggyul farmer
Tinky Winky
Woah, slow down.
What the fuck happened?
Hot Pinky Pie
meeting went nuclear
they hated my ideas
like viscerally hated them
Tinky Winky
So your solution is… citrus exile?
That’s a leap.
Hot Pinky Pie
YOONGI IM SERIOUS
this is my first big big project that i actually give a shit about and they just
looked at me like i was a rookie and told me that my ideas arent what theyre looking for
Tinky Winky
What is the project?
Hot Pinky Pie
an entertainment company approached my company to do some work externally for them
designing an album for an idol group
well yk the thing they put on the websites to show like what u get in each album
Tinky Winky
Ahh, the album inclusions mock‑up.
Photocards, posters, stickers, all that stuff, right?
What group?
Hot Pinky Pie
yessss u know the one
like the whole “here’s what you get if you buy version A vs version B”
i actually poured myself into it
and
they just dismissed it like it was amateur hour
also its for XLOV
Tinky Winky
Oh shit no way, my friend Hobi loves XLOV.
Show me.
Seriously, send me the work they rejected.
Hot Pinky Pie
idk if I can
i signed an nda bc its unreleased music
Tinky Winky
Right, okay.
That makes sense.
Don’t break your NDA.
Hot Pinky Pie
i mean
…
you probs won’t leak it
you’re literally an idol, secrets are your brand
but for real… can I trust you not to say anything?
like not even to namjoon
or hobi whoever tf that is
Tinky Winky
…Jimin.
Not even to Namjoon or Hobi.
Not to anyone.
You know how many things I’ve locked up in my head that could’ve blown up the whole industry if I’d slipped once?
I don’t leak. I don’t gossip. I don’t even hint.
Also not an idol, I'm cooler than an idol.
Hot Pinky Pie
ur not cool
buttt
… ugh fine but if this ends up anywhere outside this chat
I’m buying my Jeju ticket and you’re personally funding my byeonggyul farm
Tinky Winky
Deal.
But trust me.
You’re safe with me.
Hot Pinky Pie
OKKK NO JUDGING
Tinky Winky
That’s just a first draft?
It already looks solid.
What exactly did they say they didn’t like?
Hot Pinky Pie
it looks too cramped and there’s not enough space for the final images
and the pcs are too small
also they haven’t even given me a colour palette yet
Tinky Winky
…so they’re basically asking you to build a house without giving you the blueprints.
That’s not on you.
Do you want to see the one my graphics team is currently working on for my album?
Hot Pinky Pie
…ok yeah
if ur allowed to
that would actually make me feel better
Tinky Winky
Of course I'm allowed to, its mine, dumbass.
Alright, give me a sec to dig it up.
And seriously, this is super confidential.
I know you won’t say anything, but I need to say it once more: please don’t show this to anyone.
Hot Pinky Pie
You can trust me, Yoongi.
Tinky Winky
P sure this is the final version
Also not sure on the album name yet either.
Hot Pinky Pie
oh wow
that’s really good
its spaced out really well
Do u think I need to change the size of the image?
Like to how yours is, longer so I can fit more in?
Tinky Winky
Yeah, maybe.
Make the image a little longer if you want more breathing room for the inclusions.
That way the photocards don’t feel squashed, and the final images will have space to shine.
Also this is one of two pages, don’t be afraid to split it up into separate pages or space the individual inclusions out more.
Hot Pinky Pie
ohhh shittt two pages… i didn’t even think about splitting it up like that
Tinky Winky
Exactly.
Think of it like a magazine spread.
Page one carries the big anchors (album cover, booklet, CD)
Page two can hold the extras (PCs, stickers, limited cards).
That way each piece gets its own spotlight instead of fighting for space.
It’ll read as intentional design, not “cramped draft.”
Hot Pinky Pie
…ok that actually makes me feel way less like i messed up
i was trying to prove everything on one canvas
ill try both one page n two and see how I go
ive got like a week to get it done so fingers crossed
Tinky Winky
You’ve got this.
I also have to go, second meeting starts in a few.
Message me after work?
Hot Pinky Pie
of course
Hot Pinky Pie
Im done, omw with tae to get sushi now
r u still in ur meeting?
o ur not replying, u probs are
Tinky Winky
Sorry!! It ran over, are you still out?
Hot Pinky Pie
taetae got fries at a sushi resturant
i am judging hard
Tinky Winky
Ok so that’s a crime.
Hot Pinky Pie
FRRRR
how did ur meetings go?
Tinky Winky
Meetings were album stuff.
Boring but also not because I love my job.
Hot Pinky Pie
ok but “boring but also not” is the most emotionally accurate summary of creative work ever
what are ur plans for the rest of the eve?
Tinky Winky
Not sure yet.
Hot Pinky Pie
OMG
WHAT A COINCIDENCE
I AM ALSO NOT SURE YET
can we finally play that game of league??
Tinky Winky
Sure.
When are you home?
Hot Pinky Pie
soon, probably like 30 mins
should we say 8:30?
Tinky Winky
Yeah, should we call on Discord?
Hot Pinky Pie
if u wanted to see my face you could have just said ^.^
Tinky Winky
I did.
Just with extra steps.
Hot Pinky Pie
I take back my offer
Tinky Winky
NO WAIT
Chapter 15: 15
Chapter Text
[Jiminie94 started a Video Call]
The screen lit up, and there he was, a little grainy, hoodie half-zipped, blinking like reality hadn’t quite caught up yet. Jimin tilted his head, a small smile forming, somewhere between shy and entertained.
Yoongi stared for a second too long before remembering how faces worked. “Hi,” he said, blunt and flat, like the word had been dragged out of him by force.
Jimin laughed quietly and breathily. “You look exhausted.”
Yoongi shrugged, leaning back in his chair. “I am."
Jimin’s smile softened. “Are you sure you wanna play? You should sleep.”
Yoongi looked at him for a moment, then shook his head. “I’d rather play. A few rounds won't kill me.”
“You’re barely upright,” Jimin teased, but his voice was gentle.
Yoongi let out a quiet huff. “I’m awake. Mostly.”
Jimin watched him for a moment, something warm flickering behind his eyes. “You’re cute when you’re half-asleep.”
Yoongi groaned. “Don’t say that. I’ll log off.”
“No, you won’t,” Jimin said, already opening the game. “You’re too tired to move.”
Yoongi blinked slowly, then reached for his mouse with the energy of someone dragging themselves through molasses. “What’s your username?”
“Same as my Discord,” Jimin said, already typing. “Jiminie94.”
A second later, the friend request popped up. Yoongi accepted it, then sent his own. “Mine too.”
Jimin clicked into his friends list, then paused. “Wait. Holy shit, you’re Diamond 2?”
Yoongi blinked, slowly. “Yeah. Why? Impressed?"
Jimin leaned closer to the screen, eyebrows raised. “I'm Plat 4. I thought you were famous, not secretly cracked at league.”
A lazy shrug. “I play when I can’t sleep. Turns out rank climbs faster when you’re sleep deprived and emotionally numb.”
Jimin laughed, shaking his head. “That’s the saddest flex I’ve ever heard.”
Yoongi didn’t argue. He just started queueing up, eyes half-lidded, posture still slumped like he was one sigh away from collapsing.
Jimin didn’t click ready right away. His eyes lingered on Yoongi’s face; soft lighting, the faint shadows under his eyes, the way his shoulders stayed low like gravity had gotten personal. Yoongi was still staring at the screen, unmoving except for the occasional blink. His fingers hovered over the keys, but he hadn’t typed anything.
Jimin tilted his head, voice dropping to something quieter. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Yoongi didn’t answer right away. His eyes flicked toward the camera, then back to the screen, like he was weighing how much truth he could afford to say out loud.
“I’m just tired,” he said finally, voice low and frayed at the edges.
Jimin didn’t look away. “Tired like you need sleep, or tired like everything feels heavy?”
A pause. Then Yoongi sighed, the kind that came from somewhere deep. “Both.”
Jimin nodded, slow and steady, like he wasn’t trying to fix anything; just hold space for it. “Okay,” he said simply. “Thank you for telling me.”
Yoongi didn’t respond, but something in his posture shifted; less braced, more resigned. He clicked into champion select without looking up.
“I’m not gonna ask you to talk about it,” Jimin continued, voice soft but sure. “But if you want to, I’ll listen. If you don’t, I’ll just be here. Playing support. In-game and out.”
Yoongi’s mouth twitched, almost a smile. “You’re Plat 4. That’s questionable support.”
Jimin grinned, but didn’t take the bait. “I’m emotionally Challenger. Mechanics are secondary.”
Yoongi let out a low breath that might’ve been a laugh. “You’re ridiculous.”
“Correct,” Jimin said, finally clicking ready. “But I’m also here. So queue up, Diamond 2.”
The match countdown began, soft and familiar, like background noise in a room that had already decided to be safe.
Yoongi hovered over his champion, fingers moving with the kind of muscle memory that didn’t need thought. “If I feed, it’s your fault.”
Jimin locked in his pick without hesitation. “If I miss my ult, it’s because I’m watching your face instead of the map.”
Yoongi blinked, slow and deliberate. “That’s a bad excuse.”
“It’s a true one,” Jimin said, voice light but steady.
They loaded into the game, avatars blinking into existence. The screen filled with movement, but neither of them rushed. It wasn’t about winning. Not tonight.
Yoongi leaned back again, eyes still heavy, but his posture less collapsed. “Thanks,” he said, barely above a whisper.
Jimin didn’t ask what for. “You’re welcome,” he replied, just as quiet.
It was nearly 11 pm. Their last match had ended twenty minutes ago, a victory, technically, but neither of them had mentioned it. The game was closed, laptops abandoned, and now they were both on Discord through their phones, voices softer, closer, like the distance between them had shrunk with the screen.
Jimin’s camera was moving. Yoongi could hear the quiet clink of a mug being set down, the soft shuffle of feet across tile.
“Tea?” Yoongi asked, voice low and a little rough.
“Tea,” Jimin replied. “It felt like a chamomile kind of night.”
"I'm not a tea person. Despite how much Namjoon forces me with his weird tea collection, he has." Yoongi said. “I keep telling him I’m a coffee person.”
“Let me guess,” Jimin said. “Black. No sugar. No milk.”
“Just bitterness and survival,” Yoongi confirmed.
Jimin laughed softly, the sound warm and a little sleepy. “That tracks. You play Diamond League and drink existential espresso.”
Yoongi let out a quiet breath. “You drink tea and keep me company. We’re balanced.”
Jimin stirred his mug, the spoon tapping gently against the ceramic. “I’ll make you proper coffee one day. Like the ones I make at the café I work at."
He shifted, the faint rustle of fabric brushing against his mic. “It’s weird, isn’t it? Knowing someone this well, so quickly, and still not knowing what they're like in real life, like how tall they are.”
Jimin smiled. “You could guess.”
Yoongi let out a soft breath, the kind that sounded like a smirk. “Alright… you give off short energy. So I’mma say… 5'5?”
Jimin gasped, mock-offended but clearly enjoying himself. “I’m 5'8, thank you very much.”
Yoongi chuckled. “Alright, alright. My bad.”
Jimin stirred his tea with theatrical precision. “Okay, my turn. You thought I was short, so I’m gonna say… 5'7.”
Yoongi snorted. “Seriously?”
Jimin grinned. “Yep. You give off emotionally tall energy, but physically? I’m thinking tragic middle shelf.”
Yoongi laughed, low and warm. “Wow. Revenge guess.”
“Absolutely,” Jimin said. “You earned it.”
“I’m 5'10,” Yoongi said, smug. “I loom. Respectfully. And Tiredly.”
Jimin tilted his head, his gaze softened, "You should get some sleep, it's late."
Yoongi hummed, the sound barely audible through the mic. “I know. Just didn’t wanna log off yet.”
"Why? You're tired, aren't you?" Jimin asked quietly.
"I like talking to you."
Jimin froze.
His hand stilled around the mug. The warmth of the tea felt too close, too much. He stared at the screen, at Yoongi’s face, at the way his voice had dropped into something real.
“Oh,” Jimin said, voice thinner now.
Yoongi shifted, the mic picking up the faint creak of his mattress. “It’s nice. Just… this. You.”
Jimin swallowed. He didn’t do this. Not the soft confessions. Not the late-night closeness that felt like it could turn into something else. He liked the safety of banter, the comfort of distance. Feelings get messy.
“I should sleep,” he said quickly. “Early shift tomorrow.”
Yoongi didn’t push. “Okay.”
Jimin hesitated, thumb hovering over the end call button. “Goodnight, Yoongi.”
“Night.”
And then the call ended.
Jimin sat there, staring at the screen. The silence was sharp. His tea had gone cold. He hadn’t meant to hang up like that. But he knew the rules, his rules. Don’t get attached. Don’t get soft. Don’t let someone make you feel safe enough to miss them.
Still, he missed the sound of Yoongi’s voice almost immediately.
Chapter 16: 16
Chapter Text
Tinky Winky
Good morning.
Did you sleep well?
How is the project coming along?
Hot Pinky Pie
yeah, its going okay thank u
Tinky Winky
Glad to hear it’s going okay.
Did you sleep well?
Hot Pinky Pie
slept a bit. not great but it’s fine.
just trying to finish the layout before the weekend
Tinky Winky
Want me to look at anything?
Hot Pinky Pie
no im ok thanks
Tinky Winky
Alright. Just checking in
Going to the studio to lay down the final vocals for Amygdala now.
Hot Pinky Pie
wait
u actually are using my idea?
Tinky Winky
Yeah. Amygdala stuck with me. It fits.
Hot Pinky Pie
oh that’s cool
Tinky Winky
Yeah, you want like
Song writing credits?
Because I can and will if you want it.
Hot Pinky Pie
no its ok
its ur song
Tinky Winky
What's your last name?
Hot Pinky Pie
Why?
Tinky Winky
Just in case you change your mind.
Hot Pinky Pie
I wont
But its Park
Park Jimin
Tinky Winky
I like that.
You have a pretty name.
Hot Pinky Pie
thank u
Tinky Winky
Are you home yet?
It's like 6pm you usually are by now.
Hot Pinky Pie
yeah just got back
Tinky Winky
Long day?
Hot Pinky Pie
kind of just a lot of revisions. nothing major
Tinky Winky
Did you eat?
Hot Pinky Pie
not yet
i’m fine
Tinky Winky
Want to call later?
Hot Pinky Pie
i need to finish the final version by Friday
Tinky Winky
Oh, can I see when you're done?
Hot Pinky Pie
maybe
depends if it turns out okay
Tinky Winky
I’m sure it will.
You say that like you don’t trust yourself.
Hot Pinky Pie
i just don’t want to hype something that’s not finished
it’s not that deep
Tinky Winky
Just curious.
I like seeing what you make.
Hot Pinky Pie
it’s just layout stuff
not that interesting
Tinky Winky
Still. You care about it.
That makes it interesting to me.
Hot Pinky Pie
can we not do this right now
i’m tired and rlly busy
Tinky Winky
Sure. I’ll leave you to it.
Tinky Winky
Just sent the song on Discord.
No pressure to listen tonight.
Hope the project turned out okay.
Hot Pinky Pie
yoongi, what are we?
Tinky Winky
Uh
It's like 2am Jimin.
Are you okay?
Hot Pinky Pie
i’m fine
just answer the question
sorry that was pushy
you don’t have to answer
Tinky Winky
No, I want to, I just don’t know what you mean exactly.
Hot Pinky Pie
its just
ughhhh
forget it
Tinky Winky
I care about you.
I like talking to you.
I think about you a lot.
Hot Pinky Pie
oh
but you’ve never even met me
Tinky Winky
I know.
Hot Pinky Pie
im sorry
i didn’t mean to make it weird
Tinky Winky
You didn’t. You asked something honest.
That’s not weird.
Hot Pinky Pie
im sorry for being shitty with you today
im just going through some stuff right now
Tinky Winky
Talk to me.
You know you can talk to me right?
Hot Pinky Pie
I can't, not with this Hyung.
Tinky Winky
why not?
Hot Pinky Pie
because
it involves you
Tinky Winky
Okay
Then don’t
Hot Pinky Pie
what?
Tinky Winky
If it’s going to make things worse for you, maybe just leave it for now.
Hot Pinky Pie
im not trying to make things worse
Tinky Winky
I get that
I do
But i don’t want you to say something you’ll regret because you're upset right now.
Hot Pinky Pie
i broke my own rule yoongi
Tinky Winky
what rule?
Hot Pinky Pie
don’t catch feelings
Hot Pinky Pie
I finished it
Tinky Winky
Sorry for the late reply.
I've been really busy today.
It looks great, Jimin.
Like seriously amazing.
Hot Pinky Pie
thanks
Tinky Winky
Are you busy tonight?
Hot Pinky Pie
I have housework to do
Tinky Winky
Can it wait?
I'd really like to call you.
Hot Pinky Pie
why?
Tinky Winky
Because i don’t want to leave things like this.
I've been thinking about it all day.
Hot Pinky Pie
i said i was fine
Tinky Winky
And I have a feeling you're blatantly lying to me.
Hot Pinky Pie
i’m not lying
i’m just trying not to make it worse
Tinky Winky
By pretending nothing happened?
By ignoring me?
Hot Pinky Pie
by keeping it contained
i already said too much
Tinky Winky
You didn’t say too much.
You said what you felt.
And I get it.
Because I feel the same.
Hot Pinky Pie
you do?
Tinky Winky
I’ve been trying not to think about it too much
Trying to keep it casual, to keep what we are casual.
I have no idea what we are but I know I like talking to you.
And I want to meet you one day.
And I'm terrified of whatever this is.
I'm rambling. Sorry
Hot Pinky Pie
ok
we can call
ill message you when im home
Tinky Winky
fuck
Ok
Yes, message me
Chapter 17: 17
Chapter Text
Hot Pinky Pie
home
Tinky Winky
Free now?
Hot Pinky Pie
yes
Tinky Winky
Facetime or Discord?
Hot Pinky Pie
idm
[Tinky Winky started a Facetime Call]
Jimin answered the call with damp hair and a guarded expression, the glow of his bedroom lamp casting soft shadows across his face. Yoongi was in the studio, like always, hoodie pulled up, eyes tired but steady.
Neither of them spoke at first.
Yoongi broke the silence. “You look tired.”
Jimin shrugged, eyes flicking away from the screen. “Can’t sleep well lately.”
Yoongi nodded, like he’d expected that. “Have you eaten?”
Jimin hesitated. “No."
Yoongi raised an eyebrow. “Nothing at all today?”
Jimin shook his head, barely. “Wasn't hungry.”
Yoongi didn’t push. He leaned back slightly, letting the silence settle. “You finished the project finally?”
“Yeah,” Jimin said. “Sent it off earlier.”
Yoongi watched him for a moment, then spoke, quiet, deliberate. “Do you want to talk about last night?”
Jimin’s eyes flicked up, then away again. “No,” he said. “But we should.”
Yoongi nodded, slow and careful. “Okay.”
Jimin shifted under his blanket, fingers curling into the fabric. His voice was quiet, almost hesitant. “Can I ask you again?”
Yoongi’s gaze didn’t waver. “Ask what?"
Jimin looked at him, eyes tired but open. “What are we?”
Yoongi exhaled, sharp and quiet. “I don’t fucking know, Jimin.”
Jimin didn’t flinch, but something in him folded. Not because Yoongi was harsh, because he was honest.
“I don’t do this,” Yoongi said. “I don’t get close like this. I don’t let people in easily. But somehow-"
Jimin’s voice cracked, low and trembling. “Somehow I’ve found a way to break past the one rule you have to protect yourself?”
He wasn’t looking at Yoongi. His eyes were fixed on the edge of his blanket, thumb tracing the seam like it might hold him together. But the way he said it, soft, stunned, almost guilty, made it clear he wasn’t just talking about Yoongi.
Yoongi’s breath hitched, just slightly. His fingers stilled on the desk, and for a moment, he didn’t know where to look, at Jimin, at the screen, at the half-finished track blinking on his monitor. He chose Jimin.
“Yeah,” he said, voice rough. “Yes. That’s exactly it.”
Jimin nodded, but it wasn’t relief. It was recognition. Like he’d just said something he’d been afraid to admit even to himself. “I don’t let people in either,” he murmured. “I make rules. I keep things clean. I stay in control.”
Yoongi’s gaze softened, but he didn’t interrupt.
“And now I’m here,” Jimin continued, “asking questions I don’t want answers to. Feeling things I don’t know how to carry. And I don’t know if I’m brave or just stupid.”
Yoongi leaned forward, elbows on the desk, hoodie sleeves pushed up like he’d forgotten they were there. “You’re not stupid.”
Jimin looked up, eyes glassy but steady. “Then what am I?”
Yoongi didn’t answer right away. He just watched him, the kind of silence that felt like a hand held out, not grabbing, not demanding, just waiting.
“You’re the only person I’ve let this close in a long time,” Yoongi said finally. “And I don’t know what that makes us. But I know I don’t want to lose whatever we have going on here.”
Jimin’s throat tightened. He nodded once, then again, like he was trying to convince himself it was safe to believe that. His blanket slipped slightly off his shoulder, but he didn’t fix it. He just sat there, exposed in a way he rarely allowed.
“I don’t want to lose it either,” he said, voice barely audible. “Even if I don’t know what it is.”
Yoongi’s lips parted, then closed again. He looked down at his desk, at the blinking track, then back at Jimin. “I keep thinking I should pull back. That I’m getting too close.”
Jimin’s breath hitched. “I was starting to pull back.”
"I know." Yoongi’s voice was steady, but his eyes betrayed him, dark, restless, flicking between Jimin’s face on the screen and the safety of his desk. “I could feel it. You were quieter. Shorter. Like you were already halfway out the door.”
Jimin’s fingers tightened around the blanket, knuckles pale. “I thought if I pulled back first, it wouldn’t hurt as much when you did.”
Yoongi’s jaw clenched. “You really think I’d just disappear?”
Jimin’s gaze dropped, shame flickering across his face. “People do.”
For a moment, Yoongi didn’t answer. He leaned back in his chair, hoodie falling loose around his shoulders, and dragged a hand over his face. When he finally spoke, his voice was low, almost raw. “I’m not people.”
Jimin blinked, startled by the sharpness of it. He looked up, eyes wide, searching Yoongi’s face for something solid to hold onto.
Yoongi’s voice didn’t waver this time. “I really fucking care about you, Jiminie. More than I should, more than I planned to. And yeah, it scares me. Every instinct I have is telling me to run, to shut it down before we get too close."
He leaned forward, hoodie falling loose around his shoulders, eyes locked on Jimin’s face through the screen. “I’ve spent years keeping people at arm’s length. I know how to disappear when it gets messy. But with you… I don’t want distance. I don’t want safe. I want this, even if I don’t know what to call it yet.”
Jimin’s breath caught, his blanket slipping further down his arm. He didn’t move to fix it. His eyes were wide, glassy, caught between fear and something dangerously close to relief.
“You mean that?” he whispered.
Yoongi nodded once, slow and deliberate. “I don’t say shit I don’t mean. You know that.”
Jimin let out a shaky laugh, the kind that wasn’t really laughter at all. His hand dragged down his face, covering his mouth for a moment before he dropped it again.
“I’m fucked,” he whispered, almost to himself. Then louder, eyes flicking back to Yoongi’s steady gaze, “I’m so fucking fucked.”
Yoongi’s brow furrowed, but he didn’t interrupt.
Jimin shook his head, blanket slipping further down his shoulders. “I made rules for a reason. I don’t let people in. I don’t let myself feel like this. And now-” his voice cracked, “now I’m sitting here with you saying things I swore I’d never say, and it’s too much, and it’s not enough, and I don’t know how to stop.”
Yoongi’s chest tightened at the words, but he stayed still, watching Jimin unravel in front of him. The studio’s low hum filled the silence, the only sound between them for a long beat.
Finally, Yoongi leaned in, his voice steady but softer than before. “Then don’t stop.”
Jimin’s head snapped up, startled. His eyes were wide, searching Yoongi’s face for any trace of hesitation, any sign that he was joking. There wasn’t one.
“You don’t get it,” Jimin said, shaking his head, his voice breaking on the edges. “If I keep going like this, I’ll fall. And if I fall, I’ll break. And I don’t know if I can handle that again.”
Yoongi’s jaw clenched, but his gaze didn’t waver. “You think I don’t know what that feels like? You think I’m not scared of the same thing?”
Jimin swallowed hard, his throat working. “Then why aren’t you running like you always do?”
Yoongi’s lips pressed together, his jaw working as if he was chewing on the words before letting them out. His fingers drummed once against the desk, then stilled.
“Why aren’t you?” he asked quietly, turning the question back on Jimin.
Jimin froze, caught off guard. His mouth opened, then closed again. He looked down at his lap, at the blanket bunched in his fists, and for a long moment, he didn’t answer.
Yoongi leaned forward, eyes locked on him. “You said you made rules. You said you don’t let people in. So why am I still here? Why are you still on this call with me?”
Jimin’s throat tightened. “Because I can’t make myself hang up.”
The admission hung in the air, raw and trembling.
Yoongi’s expression softened, the tension in his shoulders easing just slightly. “Exactly. That’s why I’m not running. Because no matter how much I tell myself I should, I can’t make myself let go. I care about you too much now.”
He leaned forward, elbows braced on the desk, gaze steady but gentle. “I care about you too much to disappear. Even when it scares me, even when every instinct tells me to pull back, I don’t want to. Because you deserve more than someone who leaves when it gets hard.”
Jimin’s breath stuttered, his grip on the blanket tightening. His eyes lifted, wide and almost pleading. “This-” his voice broke, a hand pressing hard against his chest as if to steady it, “this is what I mean. You’re too kind to me, and I don’t know how to hold it.”
Yoongi tilted his head, watching him carefully. “Why not?”
“Because I’m not used to it,” Jimin admitted, the words tumbling out fast, unsteady. “I don’t know how to hold it, how to believe it’s real. People don’t… they don’t stay. They don’t mean it. And you-” his throat closed up, but he forced the words out anyway, “you mean it. And it terrifies me.”
Yoongi’s chest tightened, but his tone stayed soft, deliberate. “I know it does. And I’m not asking you not to be scared. I’m scared too.” He leaned in, hoodie slipping further down his shoulders, eyes steady on Jimin’s. “But what if we let that be okay? What if we’re just… scared together?”
Jimin’s breath stuttered, his fingers loosening around the blanket as though the words had knocked the fight out of him. His eyes flicked up, wide and uncertain, searching Yoongi’s face for any trace of hesitation.
“Scared together,” he repeated, the words fragile on his tongue, like he was testing them for the first time. His throat worked, and he gave a shaky laugh that wasn’t really laughter at all. “That sounds like the worst idea."
Yoongi’s mouth curved, not quite a smile, but something sharper, steadier. “Yeah,” he said, voice low but certain. “Yeah, maybe it is. But why the fuck not?”
Jimin blinked, startled by the bluntness, his breath catching.
Yoongi leaned in, elbows still braced on the desk, gaze unwavering. “We’ve both been running our whole lives. Making rules, building walls, pretending we’re fine. And where has it gotten us? Alone. Exhausted. Afraid to even admit what we want.” He shook his head, slow and deliberate. “So maybe the worst idea is the only one left to try.”
Jimin let out another shaky laugh, this one closer to a sob. He pressed his hand against his chest again, as if trying to hold himself together. “You don’t know what you’re asking me to risk.”
“I do,” Yoongi said quietly. “Because I’m risking it too.”
Jimin’s throat worked. His voice was barely a whisper. “If this ends badly-”
“It won’t,” Yoongi cut in, steady.
Jimin swallowed hard, eyes darting down. “If we stop talking-”
“We won’t.”
His grip on the blanket tightened. “If you change your mind-”
“Jim-”
Jimin’s breath hitched, his throat working. “If I mess everything up-”
“Park Jimin.” Yoongi’s deep voice cut through the phone, firm enough to stop the spiral in its tracks.
Jimin froze, breath caught in his chest.
“Breathe,” Yoongi said, quieter now, not a command so much as an invitation.
“Hyu-”
“Jimin,” Yoongi said again, softer this time, but no less certain. His voice carried the weight of something immovable, something that wouldn’t bend no matter how hard Jimin pushed. "Take a deep breath."
Jimin’s lips parted, shaky, like he wanted to argue but couldn’t find the words. His chest rose too fast, then stalled.
"Look at me,” Yoongi murmured, gaze steady through the screen. “In. Just once. With me.”
Jimin dragged in a breath, uneven at the edges, but it filled his lungs all the same. He let it out in a rush, shoulders sagging as if the weight had shifted just slightly.
“That’s it,” Yoongi said, softer now, almost like a secret. “See? You’re still here. With me.”
Jimin blinked, eyes glassy, his fingers loosening around the blanket. His voice cracked on the whisper. “That’s the part that scares me.”
Yoongi tilted his head, hoodie slipping further down his shoulders, but his gaze didn’t waver. “Then let it scare you. I’m not going anywhere.”
Chapter 18: 18
Chapter Text
Tinky Winky
You at work?
Hot Pinky Pie
i am
café's busy today
also
i was thinking of changing your name in my phone
Tinky Winky
Oh really?
Tinky Winky isn't doing it for you anymore?
Hot Pinky Pie
it’s… a lot in public
Tinky Winky
What, you don’t want Tae seeing “Tinky Winky” pop up on your screen anymore?
Hot Pinky Pie
exactlyyyy he already asks too many questions
he thinks I have a secret boyfriend
Tinky Winky
That’s hilarious
So what’s the upgrade?
Hot Pinky Pie
…
haven’t decided yet
Tinky Winky
Dangerous pause there.
Hot Pinky Pie
maybe just…
Yoongi Hyung?
Tinky Winky
Just Yoongi Hyung?
Isn't that more secret boyfriend vibes than Tinky Winky?
Hot Pinky Pie
hyung makes it sound normal
Tinky Winky
Normal, huh?
What part of any of our whatever-this-is-ship is normal?
Hot Pinky Pie
stfu
ur yoongi hyung now
Yoongi-Hyung
…hold on one sec.
Hot Pinky Pie
what are you doing
Yoongi-Hyung
Fixed it!
Jiminie
fixed what
Yoongi-Hyung
Your name in my phone.
Jiminie
…
what is it now
Yoongi-Hyung
Jiminie :)
Jiminie
hmmmm
did i give u permission to call me that?
Yoongi-Hyung
Don’t recall you telling me I can't :)
Jiminie
yoongi
Yoongi-Hyung
Jiminie <3333
Jiminie
stoooppppp
Yoongi-Hyung
Not a chance.
I bet you're blushing at work rn.
…
Am I right?
You're reading this and not replying
Jiminie
bc i’m WORKING
not blushing
Yoongi-Hyung
Liar.
You’re red all the way to your ears rn, i know it.
Do I make you flustered, Jiminie?
Jiminie
istg ill shove this bottle of caramel syrup up ur ass and
Yoongi-Hyung
And what?
Sounds hot ngl..
Jiminie
YOONGI 😭
stoppppp
Yoongi-Hyung
You’re too easy to wind up, Jimin.
Jiminie
i hate you
Yoongi-Hyung
No you don’t.
You’re still texting me on shift.
Jiminie
…
shut up
Yoongi-Hyung
Knew it ;)
Jiminie
gotta stay late
my coworker got sick and had to go home
open-close is not the vibe
Yoongi-Hyung
Rough.
Are you working alone?
Jiminie
yeee
we close at five so like fifteen mins
im chill by myself but im so tired
Yoongi-Hyung
Wanna call while you close up?
I'm bored, Hobi bailed on me to go on a date with this guy from Grindr.
Jiminie
lmaooo hobi really ditched u for a grindr date??
Yoongi-Hyung
Betrayal of the highest order.
Left me to rot.
Jiminie
u sound dramatic for someone sitting at home in a hoodie probably drinking a whiskey
Yoongi-Hyung
…
So what if i am?
Jiminie
so predictableeeee
Yoongi-Hyung
Careful.
I can take back my offer of company.
Jiminie
who said i wanted to call anyway
Yoongi-Hyung
You didn’t say no.
Jiminie
…
ill call u in ten
bitch
[Incoming Facetime Call from Jiminie]
When the call connected, the screen split into two worlds: the soft, dim glow of Yoongi’s apartment on one side, and the bright, half‑empty café on the other. Yoongi sat slouched in a hoodie, hair mussed, a glass of amber whiskey balanced in his hand. On Jimin’s end, the camera wobbled as he propped it against the register, the faint scrape of keys and the clatter of chairs filling the background.
“Took you long enough,” Yoongi said, voice lazy but warm, eyes flicking up to the screen.
“I said ten minutes,” Jimin replied, breathless from moving chairs, strands of hair falling into his face. “It’s been ten.”
Yoongi tilted his head, a slow smirk tugging at his mouth. “Ten minutes and twenty‑three seconds,” he corrected, glancing at the clock in the corner of his screen. "You're late."
Jimin groaned, rolling his eyes as he stacked another chair. “You’re impossible.”
“Mm,” Yoongi hummed, fingers tapping out a beat on his keyboard. “And you look really cute in that little uniform.”
Jimin froze mid‑wipe, eyes snapping to the screen. “Don’t start.”
Yoongi’s smirk widened, his gaze flicking between the laptop in front of him and the tiny square of Jimin moving around the café. “What? I’m just saying. It suits you.”
“It’s an apron, hyung,” Jimin muttered, shoving a chair onto a table with more force than necessary. “There’s nothing cute about it.”
“Mhm,” Yoongi hummed again, not bothering to argue, just letting the sound linger as his fingers tapped out a rhythm on the MIDI pad. The faint loop of bass and synth filled his side of the call, blending with the scrape of chair legs and the hiss of the espresso machine shutting down.
For a while, neither of them spoke. Jimin moved through the motions of closing, wiping, stacking, locking up, while Yoongi layered beats, adjusting levels, pausing to listen. Two different tasks, stitched together by the glow of their screens.
Every so often, Yoongi’s eyes flicked back to Jimin. He caught the way Jimin pushed his hair back with the heel of his hand, the way his shoulders sagged when he thought no one was watching.
Yoongi’s fingers stilled on the keys, the loop fading into silence. He leaned back in his chair, eyes lingering on the small square of Jimin bent over the counter.
“You okay?” he asked, voice low, almost casual, but carrying weight.
Jimin glanced up at the screen, caught mid‑movement. For a second he looked like he might brush it off, the usual retort on his tongue. Instead, he shrugged, lips pressing together as he stacked the last chair.
“Just tired,” he said finally, softer than before.
Yoongi hummed, not the teasing kind this time, but something steadier. He adjusted a dial on his mixer, letting the track roll again, a muted beat filling the space between them. “Then don’t overdo it. Finish what you need, leave the rest for tomorrow. You're working tomorrow too right? Sunday?”
Jimin nodded, dragging the rag across the counter in slow circles. “Yeah. Morning shift.” His voice was flat, but not sharp, just worn thin.
Yoongi’s eyes flicked back to his screen, watching the levels rise and fall with the beat. “Then don’t kill yourself tonight. No one’s gonna care if the sugar packets aren’t lined up perfectly.”
Jimin huffed a laugh, soft and tired, the sound carrying through the speaker. “You’ve clearly never met my manager.”
“Mm,” Yoongi murmured, adjusting a synth line, but his gaze lingered on Jimin’s small square in the corner of his screen. “Your manager’s not the one watching you right now.”
That made Jimin pause, rag still in his hand. He glanced at the phone propped against the register, lips twitching like he wanted to argue but couldn’t quite find the words.
Yoongi’s voice cut through the quiet, low and even. “Have you eaten today?”
Jimin hesitated, then shook his head. “…No.”
Yoongi blinked, brows knitting. “Didn’t you say that last night too?”
Jimin busied himself with stacking another chair, avoiding the camera. “Maybe.”
Yoongi leaned closer to the screen, confusion giving way to something sharper, steadier. “Jiminie… you can’t keep skipping meals like this.”
Jimin shrugged, rag twisting in his hands. “I forget.”
“You don’t forget,” Yoongi said gently. “You just… don’t bother.”
That made Jimin glance up, startled, like Yoongi had reached through the screen and tugged at something he’d been hiding.
“I’m fine,” Jimin said, but it came out too fast, too practised.
Yoongi sat there in his hoodie, hair sticking up, track looping quietly in the background. He looked at Jimin the way people look at books they’ve already read twice; like he knew the ending, but still wanted to linger on every page. "You got any leftover pastries there?"
Jimin blinked, caught off guard. “…Uh, yes. Why?”
“Because you haven’t eaten,” Yoongi said simply, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. His eyes didn’t leave the screen, steady and unyielding. “So grab one.”
Jimin scoffed, turning back to the counter. “They’re stale. Nobody wants day‑old pastries.”
“I don’t care if they’re stale,” Yoongi replied, leaning forward until his face filled the frame. “I care that you've got at least something in your stomach.”
Jimin froze, rag limp in his hand. “Hyung-”
“No excuses,” Yoongi cut in, voice firmer now. “Just… grab something. Please… for me?”
For a long moment, Jimin didn’t move. Then, with a sigh that sounded heavier than it should, he crouched down and pulled a cinnamon roll from the case. He tore off the smallest piece he could manage, chewing slowly, eyes fixed anywhere but the screen.
Yoongi didn’t even look up from his laptop this time, fingers moving across the keys as the track looped on. “Bigger bites, Jimin,” he said, the words slipping out like second nature, the way a parent reminds a kid to tie their shoes while reading the paper.
Jimin scowled at the screen, tearing off another tiny piece of pastry in defiance.
Yoongi glanced at the screen just long enough to catch the minuscule bite, then turned back to his mixer, adjusting a level with practised ease. “I’m not letting you leave until I see it’s gone,” he said, tone even, almost distracted, like he was just stating a fact.
Jimin froze mid‑chew, eyes narrowing. “You can’t be serious.”
“Dead serious,” Yoongi replied, tapping out a rhythm with one hand while scrolling through presets with the other. “You want to go home? Then finish it. Otherwise, we’ll be here all night.”
Jimin groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “You’re unbelievable.”
“No, I care,” Yoongi hummed, not looking up, the faintest smile tugging at his mouth. “And you’re stalling. Eat."
Jimin tore off another piece, a little bigger this time, and shoved it into his mouth. His jaw worked slowly, like every chew was heavier than it should’ve been. He swallowed hard, his shoulders tightening as if the pastry itself was fighting him.
Yoongi glanced up briefly, catching the grimace that flickered across Jimin’s face before he smoothed it over. His brows knit, but he didn’t comment, turning back to his screen. “Good. Keep going.”
Jimin obeyed, though his movements were stiff, mechanical. He broke off another bite, smaller again, and chewed with visible effort. His throat bobbed as he forced it down, eyes fixed on the counter instead of the camera.
Yoongi’s track looped in the background, steady and grounding. He adjusted a dial, then looked back at the screen, frowning faintly. “You act like I’m making you eat nails,” he muttered, half‑teasing, half‑confused.
Jimin let out a weak laugh, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Fucking feels like it,” he said under his breath, tearing off another piece.
Yoongi tilted his head, studying him for a moment. He didn’t understand why Jimin looked so pained, why something as simple as a cinnamon roll seemed like such a battle. But he didn’t press. He just leaned back in his chair, voice steady. “Almost there. Just finish it, then you can go home.”
Jimin forced down the last bite, dropping the napkin onto the counter with a sigh. “There. Done.”
Yoongi finally looked up from his laptop, eyes softening. “Good.” He leaned back in his chair, stretching, the track still looping quietly in the background. “Now go home.”
Jimin nodded quickly, wiping his hands on his apron. He reached for the phone, lifting it closer, his voice a little too fast, a little too light. “I will. I just- uh- I need to run to the bathroom first, then I’ll catch the bus, okay? I'll message you when I get home."
Yoongi didn’t blink at the excuse, didn’t press. He just leaned back in his chair, stretching, the glow of his monitor soft against his face. “Alright. Go on, then. Don’t forget to text me.”
Jimin’s shoulders eased, just a fraction. “I won’t.”
“Good.” Yoongi’s mouth curved, small and tired but warm. “Get home safe.”
The line clicked off, the screen fading to black. The café settled into silence, the hum of the lights filling the empty space, while the steady loop of music carried on in the studio miles away.
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